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Standing posts, by day’s light
Beaten by the waves
bleached by the relentless sun
Dwelt upon by snails
By moonlight, a ghostly pier
Appears ‘neath the moon
A vision that’s never seen
In day’s high noon
Stretching out into the deep
Walked upon by wraiths
boats with ancient passengers,
On the pier he waits…
Eyeing all who step ashore
Some will never leave,
Captain of his merchant ship,
Lord of the seas
Each night he walks the pier
Beneath the moon’s light
Each night the slaves come again
Reliving ghostly plight
The wraiths leave with the dawn
At peace once more
Until the rising moon
Brings them back to shore.









